[R]Recreyo: Hogwarts Wizard Tournament[R]

○Chapter 6: The Upcoming Dance○

As McGongal explained the Yule Hall, Curt leaned over to Bryson,"How did you convince them you didn't. . .?", "I made up the excuse I used a spell that turned the water red so I could get away without them seeing or following me.", Curt nods, watching Ron dance with the teacher it got in curious since he feared that they would have to get a date.
"Got any partners?"
"I have a few requests."
"Boys! On your feet!"
Caught off guard, Curt and Bryson stood up along side Nevile Longbottom.
"Shoot. . ."

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"So; About this dance?"
Bryson sighed,"Basically the boys have to ask a girl to the dance, and we have to have a partner because we'll be making an entrance.", Curt groaned,"Fuck man, what if I don't want a partner.", Den smiled,"I have my husband.", "I asked a girl and she agreed.", Bryson groaned, turning to Curt,"If you don't want to have a partner you can talk to Professor McGongall.", Curt sighed, Christ sake the lady was already suspicious about his strange uniform.
"I'll try."
Bryson shrugged,"Besides; I doubt people are gonna ask me because they think I'm 10 times younger than I actually am.", Den offered some food, Well, at least your voice is a little deeper.", Bryson accepts the food and they all think about this dance.

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"So; Yeah, what if I don't want a partner because I don't feel comfortable. . .?"
Curt honestly didn't know what the Professor would say, would she force him to get a partner?
"Alright; If you feel uncomfortable with getting a partner you don't have to."
Curt was surprised, but he smiled and left with a thank you.

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He watched as a ginger hair run past him, people looking at him after they had heard and watched him yell down the hall at one of the girls if they would go with him to the dance.
"Good thing I want nothing to do with drama."
Curt stuffed his hands in the cloak pockets as a group of boys chased after the ginger.

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"So you three got dates?"
"Yep!"
Curt shrugged, opening the trunk he had,"Well for one, no one asked me to go and I'm not comfortable anyway.", he opened the trunk and inside was a folded suit.
"My suit!
Bryson turned to Curt, seeing him pull out a familiar black and white suit,"Least you got an interesting suit.", Curt shrugged, McGongall will probably let me wear it since I said this design was a family tradition.", Bryson nods again, this dance was going to be interesting.